Meeting half way

Chapter: Have fun in reality..,

Gwen

It's funny, how someone who you've lived for so long without, can make you wonder how you were ever happy before they came into your life.
That's how I felt now, crushed by the absence of the only boy I've ever missed.
I've tried to talk to Finn, I've called him and I went over to his house two times this week. Both times his mom opened the door, with a sad and tired look on her face, saying "Finn doesn't want to see you right know,"

The first time I cried, second time I just nodded and walked off. This time I was going in, fuck Finn, I'm seeing him now.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come in?" Mom asks, her eyes reflecting her worried feeling.
I shake my head and slowly slip out of the car. I stand in one leg as I grab my crutches and start over to Finn's porch.

I stand in front of the door, hesitating before I raise my fist and get ready to knock.
Suddenly the door whips open, a girl stands there eyeing me up and down. My fist still in mid air, I scrunch my eyebrows and look at her.
"Who are you?" The girl says, he voice sharp and compelling.

"I-I'm here to see Finn." I stutter, shoving my fist in my jacket pocket and looking at her Aqua blue eyes.
"Finn?" She scoffs and rolls her eyes, as if she had just realized something."your Quinn, right? Finns girl?"she asks, flipping her red-tinted blonde hair and sizing me up.
"It's Gwen." I growl and she shrugs.
"Yeah he's inside." She sighs and I move passed her.

"Wait what's your name?" I ask suddenly, still confused by who she was since she doesn't go to the high school.
She laughs "I'm Amanda. I'm the ex," she says before walking away, towards a small black car.

Ex? That's his ex?!
I shiver, and walk inside, where the air is warm and sweet. I feel my cheeks sting from the change of temperature.

I try my best to remember where Finns bedroom was, but I can't so decide to look in his den instead. As I walk down the hall way and slowly hobble down two small stairs.
I hear loud video game sounds of shooting and the sound of feet running as I enter the room. I see the back of Finns dark messy hair and I freeze.

Every thing that he did than hit me,
he left me with Gabe. He ignored my calls and wouldn't see me.
Why was I here, he should be the one
saying sorry and saying that he misses me.

I huff and stomp my healthy leg.
Finn hears me and turns around glancing at me and than back to the screen.
He realizes who it is and he jumps up and whips around to stare at me, looking at me as if I was a ghost.
And then the epic state down begins, with only the black leather sofa between us.

We stand their staring, my eyes start to water but I quickly wipe away the tears.
Every bad thought I had becomes more vibrant and I realize again how much I missed him.

I try to open my mouth, but my mouth is to dry and my lips can't move.
Finn seems to be having the same problem, causing the silence to continue.

Suddenly, Finn jumps over the sofa and rushes towards me in one swift movement.
I gush as he wraps his strong arms around me, causing me to drop my crutches and fall into him.
He lefts out a laugh that sounds like relief and I smile into his laughing chest.

We don't say anything as he tightly holds me and I snuggle into his hoodie.
His sweet cinnamon and vanilla sent fills my nose, as I breath him in.

"If your parents need my moms email it's "Gwen..." He mumbles into my hair.
I continue to play with the strings on his hoodie and smile.

"Finn.....I.." I say, than I remember why I was here. I was here, not to hug him or smell him. I was here to get answers and apologies.
I suddenly squirm from his warm embrace and sigh.
"Finn we need to talk," I say, with anger lining my voice.

"I know. But I can't," he whispers.
"What why?" I growl, as he leans in reaching for my hands. I swat his hands away and shake my head.

"This isn't fair Finn! You leave and don't call me." I say leaning against the wall and running my hand through my hair.

"Fine. Talk." He says roughly handing me my crutches and walking over to the sofa.
Things changed to fast, one minute we were hugging and smiling and now I'm sitting here on the sofa with my broken leg trying not to cry.

The silence is deathly, and Finn looks hurt but I'm not sure why.
"Finn, what the hell is going on?!" I finally say, my eyes burning. "Last time we were together you were reading me my favorite book and now you are acting like a huge asshole!"
I run my hands through my hair and look at him.
"Gwen. You need to stop waiting for some perfect guy to show up,"he whispers.
I look at him, but is eyes are glued to his hands.
"There is no such thing as true love or fate," finally looking at me.
"Yes there is." I mumble.
"No Gwen. You need to stop reading your stupid books about fake love and romance! Because it's all lies! There is no Prince Charming that's going to sweep you off your tiny feet. So get your head out of your books, because that's fantasy and this is reality! Welcome to it, it sucks." He yells, and I freeze.
He hit me where it hurt, and he knew it. My eyes burn and I look away.
I stand up and grab my crutches, trying to hide the burning tears. I turn around before I leave the room
"bye Finn. Have fun in reality,"
And than I left.